I share your disdain for hospitals and doctors. I can't stand needles. Whenever I see one I go weak and turn pale. If I ever get seriously ill, I'll probably end up so pale as to be transparent, to the point that I just caese to exist. There are worse ways to go.

I share your disdain for hospitals and doctors. I can't stand needles. Whenever I see one I go weak and turn pale. If I ever get seriously ill, I'll probably end up so pale as to be transparent, to the point that I just caese to exist. There are worse ways to go.

Yay us! I think my antipathy for the medical profession began as a child (of course) where I had daily migraine headaches and no cure. A friend mis-diagnosed with leukemia and treated with chemotherapy. Also I have a knee-jerk distaste for authority figures born from other childhood experiences.

I'd like to think for my new family I'd take a knee and sacrifice my selfish hang-ups, and maybe if it gets serious enough I will.

Cmon Aspro, a colonoscopy couldn't be that bad. I'm not excited about the surgery(possible blood clots, possible infection), however at this point in my life, I'll chance it to be able to walk without pain.

Cmon Aspro, a colonoscopy couldn't be that bad. I'm not excited about the surgery(possible blood clots, possible infection), however at this point in my life, I'll chance it to be able to walk without pain.

Yeah hospitals kill a lot of people. The thing about going to a docotr though is waiting. I hate waiting. I hate it so much.

I hope I never need another surgery again. Even though I feel I had (mostly) very good care, it's been such a awful awful awful experience.

I never had any issues with needles, which is good considering the sheer amount I've had in the hospital and rehab center. I had to give myself a daily Lovenox shot in the stomach for two weeks after release from rehab center too. I barely feel them.

I was lucky I guess the only thing that I had was to get tubes put in my ears when I was either 3 or 4 years old. I also had some stitches in my head when I tripped and hit my head off the coffee table that my dad made when I was about two years old.

That was my only experience with surgeries. Though I had to get X-rays when I was 12 years old because I crashed my bike on a gravel road and I passed out. My parents had to take me to the hospital so I could get x-rays and they had to use wire brushes to remove all the gravel out of my right knee, left elbow, and the right side of my face. I didn't break anything that day though.

I was lucky I guess the only thing that I had was to get tubes put in my ears when I was either 3 or 4 years old. I also had some stitches in my head when I tripped and hit my head off the coffee table that my dad made when I was about two years old.

That was my only experience with surgeries. Though I had to get X-rays when I was 12 years old because I crashed my bike on a gravel road and I passed out. My parents had to take me to the hospital so I could get x-rays and they had to use wire brushes to remove all the gravel out of my right knee, left elbow, and the right side of my face. I didn't break anything that day though.

I came upon this thread and just wanted to update to say how much my quality of life has improved since my surgery. In fact, we went to Disneyworld in November and I walked thirteen miles in one day. My sister made these plans to go to the Magic Kingdom , spend most of the day there, go somewhere to eat then return at night. However, after we left for dinner, she said she was too tired to return. Not only did I return but spent another four hours there.

I came upon this thread and just wanted to update to say how much my quality of life has improved since my surgery. In fact, we went to Disneyworld in November and I walked thirteen miles in one day. My sister made these plans to go to the Magic Kingdom , spend most of the day there, go somewhere to eat then return at night. However, after we left for dinner, she said she was too tired to return. Not only did I return but spent another four hours there.